Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that wants your SOUL.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
The Ark of the Covenant
A glass fishing float
A Pile of Mixed Hair from a Barbershop
A box full of uselessly short strings labeled "Strings too short to save"
A Scouter rated for power levels up to 8999
An origami dragon
A besom
The entrails of the last priest
A Milk Crate repurposed to be a chair in the back of a busy kitchen
A Scroll of oFish

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